School memories

First grade. That's where all the really interesting school memories happened.

For example, new glasses.

Knocking the lenses out of my glasses 3 times in one day. First playing basketball, second because I tripped, third because they just fell out.

More new glasses.

Cutting my hair when I was bored in class.

Getting in trouble for running on the sidewalks. "I wasn't running, I was launch-skipping!"

The look on the teacher's-assistant's face when she caught my friend and I touching our tongues together on the playground. I will NEVER forget that lol.

My best school memory is when this stupid jock got hit by a drunk driver and died.

He once had more muscles than me.. but now he's just bones..

HAHAHAHAHA!

Anyways.. I haven't had too many good school memories. Only good memories were teachers who thought I was highly creative, and the time when the whole school was into my drawings and comics, and wanted me to work on various posters and etc..

Besides that, I was mega shy and kept to myself.

We had play-days every Wednesday and did fun activities outside. My fav. was track. I was a shy kid too, but was much more outgoing back then. Ahh, when things were so simple.

I was like Fern from Arthur.. I identify with that dog so much.

Fern probably later became a dominatrix or something..

Also George, that stupid deer looking animal. I think he was shy too.. He was always hanging out with Fern, and they were both so quiet and soft spoken, and weird.

Too bad I didn't have a George growing up..

I remember we had a substitute teacher in German class who wouldn't stop making holocaust and Anne Frank jokes.

Space Shuttle Challenger Explosion (GRAPHIC) - YouTube

When I was just a wee lad in Catholic school and the Challenger exploded.

I took my grandma with me to school for like almost my whole semester of Kindergarten because I was so afraid my parents would never pick me up. One time my dad even gave me his car keys to assure me he wouldn't leave, but in my head I was like, "WHAT IF HE TAKES A BUS?!" lol

MehGuy said:

My best school memory is when this stupid jock got hit by a drunk driver and died.

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Uhhhh....not what I expected at all.

graciesings said:

First grade. That's where all the really interesting school memories happened.

For example, new glasses.

Knocking the lenses out of my glasses 3 times in one day. First playing basketball, second because I tripped, third because they just fell out.

More new glasses.

Cutting my hair when I was bored in class.

Getting in trouble for running on the sidewalks. "I wasn't running, I was launch-skipping!

The look on the teacher's-assistant's face when she caught my friend and I touching our tongues together on the playground. I will NEVER forget that lol.

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Lol Grace,You sound like you were a fun kid.

I was... interesting.

@ Sharon, I was homeschooled after second grade. I talked Mom into letting me do school on the top deck of our backyard playground. and then every 10 minutes I would drop my pencil down the slide and have to slide down and get it. That was fun, until I got caught...

I did really well on the 4th grade spelling bee until I started spelling buffalo in a loop. Buffalffaloffo. I was bummed because I came in 3rd or 4th and everyone above me got prizes but I didn't.

I fondly remember tracking muddy footprints in one of the school rooms with my best friend and trying to clean up the mess without getting caught.

In the end we did get caught, but we didn't get in trouble.

Funny moment from college:

All engineering disciplines had to take Statics, which involved learning about structures, beams, and analyzing the forces in them. First day of class, and there are roughly 30-40 guys and 1 girl. Pretty girl at that, and a few of us noticed. The professor starts talking about simple structures, moments, and forces. About 1/2 hour into class, the girl raises her hand. Hey, she's good-looking, she's studying engineering, and she's smart, she asks questions. Very attractive!

"Um, this isn't Statistics, is it?"

D'ohh....

Well, the prof kept his composure, smiled, and gently explained that this is Statics, a mechanical engineering class, not statistics. "Wow, I must be in the wrong class! So sorry!" and she gathered her books and ran out. After she left, the prof said, much to the amusement of the whole class, "Darn, she was cute, too.".

- In 1st grade, a friendly orange tabby cat followed me into all the way into our classroom. The other kids liked it, but I got in trouble.

- I won a paper airplane class in the 5th grade when my plane caught an updraft and flew for what seemed like several minutes. It wasn't a standard paper plane though, being wide and flat rather than long and pointy, so it was ideal for the weather conditions that day.

- For the end of 6th grade Latin class, a couple classmates and I decided to put on a little end of year "monster vs. gladiator" show in the cafeteria. The plan was for one guy to sit on my shoulders, drape a large sheet over the both of us to make the monster, and do battle with another classmate who wielded a wooden sword. Near the end of the fight, his sword was supposed to pierce the "monster", at which time I would squirt ketchup from a bottle to make it look like a serious wound. That's not exactly how it panned out, however. When it came time for the gladiator to slay the monster, the classmate on my shoulders lost his balance. We both came crashing down, I bumped my head, and the bottle of ketchup went flying across the room... much to the amusement of the other kids. We shook it off, and didn't think much of it until we saw the video. The whole thing was recorded on our teacher's camcorder, and was absolutely hilarious. For the longest time, the other guys would talk to me about sending a copy to America's Funniest Home Videos. Occasionally, I look for it on YouTube, but it hasn't showed up there yet. One of these days, lol.

- In 9th grade, when I was in the marching band, one of the older trombone players called the lower brass section gave us nicknames from Spaceballs. I was Yogurt.